HER ALPHA'S CARNAL SINS
Chapter 238: Slander

Chapter 238: Slander

TWO DAYS LATER

Beatrice stared at Maddy Belle as she pranced around the room, deep in thought.

"I think Talia has a boyfriend." Maddy Belle finally said as she stood before Beatrice with folded arms, a serious expression on her face.

Beatrice burst out laughing.

"You can’t be serious." She froze when she noticed the completely different gaze Maddy Belle had on.

"I just have a feeling." Maddy Belle dramatically sat on the space beside her; on the bed. "Haven’t you noticed she’s usually way more cheerful these days, always glowing? She even wished me a Happy New month two days ago... "

Beatrice rolled her eyes.

"It’s her birthday tomorrow... "

"It’s been her birthday many times and she’s never this happy. And if you’re quite observant, you’d notice that she’s always in a hurry to leave every photoshoot session, always claiming she’s tired, and then when we get home later on and I’m signing my name in the book of Models who was presently in the hotel, I wouldn’t find hers there."

"Maybe she’s staying at Ann’s?"

"What could she be doing at Ann’s that she can’t be doing here."

Beatrice finally sighed.

"Maddy Belle, are you sure of what you’re saying. You know, if you plan on reporting her without any proper evidence and they find out that you’re slandering her just like that, you’ll be the one kicked out of Golden Elites. They’re quite strict, especially based on models slandering fellow models, trying to tarnish their reputation. If you’re sure Talia has a boyfriend, then you have to have an undeniable, solid evidence which would put her on a spotlight where she can’t be able to step out from."

Maddy Belle pursed her lips, deep in thought.

"Does being online on Instagram for several hours count?"

"Huh?"

Maddy Belle rolled her eyes.

"Talia is usually online on Instagram these days. Longer than usual."

"What do you mean longer than usual. Talia is ALWAYS online. Facebook, Snapchat, Discord...."

"Yes, but not on Instagram. These days, she’s nowhere but there. Who do you think she’s chatting with. I mean, she’s following just one person, and that’s Golden Elites Modelling agency."

"That’s not an evidence, and definitely not one strong enough to kick her out. She has more than a million fans, it’s obvious she has friends from her followers. Talia is a social butterfly... and correction, she’s following two people now."

"What?" Maddy Belle suddenly snatched her phone from the bed before heading for Instagram immediately.

"She really is!" Without hesitation, she tried to tap on the ’2 following’ and discover who the second person was.

It was rare for Talya to follow anyone, and Maddy Belle just had a nagging feeling that the second person must be quite special to receive such an ’exclusive’ treatment from the great and mighty Talya.

Unfortunately, Talia’s account was made private, and only her followers could see who she followed.

"You see! She’s suddenly made her account private, don’t you think she’s hiding something?"

"Well, do you plan on following her, because I definitely am not. Besides, she’d check every single one of her follow request before accepting it, and she’d for sure reject me if she sees me."

"I’m not stupid." With furrowed brows, she began furiously typing on her phone. "I’ll just follow her with another account."

"Don’t you think she’ll also find it suspicious if some random, new account follows her?"

"I had an account years back when I was in middle school. I only posted pictures of my cat, Simone back then, but after Simone died, I lost interest in it. I could use it to follow her."

"Well, good luck trying to convince Talia to accept a stray account with dead cat’s Pictures."

"My cat wasn’t dead at that time" Maddy Belle snapped at her. "Could you stop being pessimistic and help me out here. I’m trying to tarnish someone’s reputation here."

"Or slandering without evidence... you could be wrong."

"Or I could be right. Are you on my side or not?" With that, Maddy Belle leaves the room to go get some fresh air outside the hotel, feeling suffocated.

*

As she walked down the hallways, smiling at pictures of her cat with a sad expression, she didn’t notice when she passed by Max and Ann who were on their way to Talia’s lodge to discuss the strategy meeting they had days ago with Golden Elites Manager’s and respective assistants.

"Did Maddy Belle just walk past us without offering a glare or sneer or a snarky comment?" Ann haughtily said, clearly surprised, but she didn’t bother glancing back and only appreciated the rare moment of it.

However, Max couldn’t help but glance back. Was it just him, or did it feel like something was wrong with her. She looked deep in thought?

Turning back to Ann, he berrated himself. Why was he thinking about their rival. She’s probably seeking attention.

"As they got in, they walked into Talia stroking Bubblegum while seated on the couch eating a slice of pizza, watching Netflix on her laptop.

"Hey birthday girl... have you thought about what you’re going to do tomorrow to celebrate your big day." Ann cheerfully said as she sat on the couch, ruffling Bubblegum’s head with a smile.

"I plan on spending the rest of the day with Jephthah, but you can bake me a cake if you want."

"Seriously," Ann’s expression fell. "Aren’t we heading out or something?"

"We went over to Jephthah’s before heading out for sight seeing today."

"But today was all about showing Jephthah around and making him try several french delicacies and walking down the Musée des Arts et Métiers museum halls."

Max casually went into the kitchen and returned a while later with clean hands which he washed before taking a slice of pizza from the box and sitting across them on the couch.

Talia couldn’t hide her blush.

"We have something planned out tomorrow."

Ann’s eyes grew wide, but Max was quick.

"Something that wouldn’t involve condoms and orgasms I hope." He snarkily remarked as he reached out for another slice, glaring at Ann when she made to reach out for one to.

Sighing, Ann left for the kitchen to wash her hands.

"Of course not, we’re just going to spend some quality time as a couple... just that." Talia lied, but on see Max’s expression, she knew he wasn’t joking.

"It’s bad enough I let you keep him and see him whenever you want, but I won’t let you have anything sexual with him. Kissing is fine, anything other than plugging you is definitely fine... "

"What do you mean ’keep him’? He’s not a dog or some animal, he’s my boyfriend."

"And I’ll suffer several losses if my model is being fired from Golden Elites with a ruined reputation. I’ll let you see him, but nothing sexual should happen between you two." Ann came back in time to hear Max ask....

"When’s he leaving?"

"In three weeks time."

"Good." With that, he leaned back to take off his watch while signalling for Ann to begin business.

*

Brittany was cutting a ball of pepper to use for dinner when she felt two strong arms curl around her waist before feeling a familiar breath against her neck.

"Royce." She softly moaned, feeling his lips slowly trial from the side of her neck down to her colar bone, his hard c*CK pressing into her from behind.

"Come to bed baby." He groaned into her ear, repeatedly kissing her colar bone, sucking softly on it.

Resisting the urge to blindly do as he said, she pulled away from his grip before resuming her chopping.

"I’m preparing dinner. Aren’t you hungry?"

She suddenly gasped as he spanked her from behind before whispering into her ear.

"I’m definitely craving something."

"Are you craving pushing our child out of my womb?" She retorted, feeling her legs tremble slightly from pleasure when he spanked her hard.

"I would never do anything to hurt the two most important people in my life." with that, he possessively circled her waist again. "f*CK, I have the most beautiful woman in the world as my wife and the most priceless unborn child. I should be the happiest man in the world now."

Aunt Stacey arrived in the kitchen seconds later to chase him out, but after dinner, when everyone retired to bed, Brittany was lying down, clad in a robe while waiting for her husband who was still In the shower.

As she scrolled through the girls’ group chat, she saw a message which caused her hands to tremble, almost dropping her phone to the ground.

Nancy: Guys *scared* someone just bailed my step-mother out of the rehabilitation center.

Talia: Be f**king serious

Naomi: Who???

Brittany was already typing, but Nancy had already dropped another bombshell.

Nancy: The person remained anonymous, but right now, I don’t know know where she is.

Talia: What kind of rehabilitation center just let’s anyone bail anyone out.

Brittany: I second that

Nancy: They said she wanted to bail someone out again, but they didn’t let her. Turns out she was supposed to rot in there.

Naomi: Waaaaaaaaaa. She must have done something terrible then.

Nancy: Well, my crazy step-mother is out there somewhere, and you know she’s obviously coming for me.

Talia: Koan won’t let that happen.